Multiverse: Why does the world show a health bar? !

The reason why Li Mo's **fourth tail** could grow out was simple.

The conflict between **"good"** and **"evil."**

Every power, every trait, belongs to its own nature. This leads to the division into **justice** and **evil.**

His foundation is **"All the World's Evil,"** the authority of the beast. The subsequent devouring of **Angra Mainyu** and **Kibutsuji Muzan** are both evil. The former is a nameless servant bearing the name of the Zoroastrian god of evil. The latter is a being that feeds on humans, devoid of morality, devoid of humanity—pure evil.

He is **evil.**

On the other hand, the **"Seat of God"** itself represents beings who eliminate their original sin, beings close to angels. They can almost be seen as angels. In records, angels are beings who save the world. Legend has it that when the world is lost, when the world suffers, angels descend to either save or guide humanity.

That is **good.**

These two fundamentally different natures caused the fourth tail to get stuck.

Contradiction led to stagnation in progress.

However... after obtaining the **103,000 Grimoires**, he found a solution. Even though he hadn't read all of them, knowing a part was enough.

He had an idea.

**Left Seat of the "Seat of God"**—one of its members, whose color is green and whose position is on the left. This inevitably brings to mind the existence of **Raphael.** Upon closer examination of the traits of the Left Seat, one can discern that these are the attributes of the angel Raphael.

The nature of the Left Seat can be summarized as the **"Medicine of God,"** which corresponds to Raphael's role as a healing angel.

Regardless of Raphael's attributes, as long as the other party is an angel, it's fine. Using this, the characteristics of the Left Seat of the **"Seat of God"** can be seen as an **"angel."**

This is an **"angel."**

Then, reinterpretation. The most important characteristic of the **"Son of God"** is **"bearing the sins of others."** And he himself, having absorbed Angra Mainyu, is a being who **"bears the sins of others."**

—The former is active, the latter is passive. The former is original sin, the latter is evil.

But mysticism works this way—similar aspects can be connected. In mysticism, an approximate equals sign is an equals sign.

Thus, this is the **"Son of God."**

**"Son of God,"** **"angel."**

These two attributes are undoubtedly positive. So how can one twist the positive into the negative?

Ask: Are all angels positive?

Answer: No.

Because there are **fallen angels.**

Looking back at the words **"Son of God"** and **"angel,"** the name of one angel comes to mind.

**Lucifer.**

Lucifer fell from heaven to hell for refusing to bow to the Son of God. He transformed from an angel to a fallen angel. A being of goodness became impure.

Based on this allusion, Li Mo could easily erase the **"Medicine of God"** characteristic of the Left Seat.

The preparations were complete. The small room was filled with barriers, turning it into a fortress. This was **Frenda's** hiding place, a storage room. Originally, she wanted to clear out the living room, but Li Mo refused.

Compared to a spacious environment, Li Mo preferred narrow spaces.

The storage room was cleaner than the living room, sparing Li Mo the need to clean.

Li Mo didn't have nanoscale perception, but the barriers could cut off electromagnetic waves. All that was left was to clear out the things within the barriers.

The small storage room briefly became Li Mo's **magic workshop.**

Now, it could begin.

...

"How you are fallen from heaven, O Day Star, son of Dawn! How you are cut down to the ground, you who laid the nations low!"

—Isaiah 14:12.

Treat the **"Seat of God"** characteristic of the Left Seat as an **"angel."**

Treat the second tail as the **"Son of God."**

Use the story of Lucifer as the foundation.

Thus.

**"The fall of the angel."**

An angel of justice would not collude with **"evil."** But a fallen angel, already aligned with demons, wouldn't have such reservations.

—Yes, that's how it is.

Ears appeared on Li Mo's head, and three moon-white tails emerged behind him. As the erasure continued, the fourth tail gradually appeared, transforming from illusion to reality, from short to long.

The fourth tail grew.

Li Mo had obtained the **"angel"** trait.

Perhaps because of the ritual, the concept of the **"Seat of God"** was elevated, becoming an **"angel."**

But more importantly, **"Light Execution"** became an ability held within the tail. The ability to adjust the hierarchical order of things. This ability is based on the fact that the Son of God was killed at Golgotha. The Son of God, as a deity, could not be killed by ordinary humans. But at Golgotha, a miracle occurred—the Son of God needed to die, so the hierarchical order was adjusted. That is, **"humans can kill gods."**

"So this thing also has god-slaying properties."

**Anti-god special attack.**

Shaking his head, Li Mo walked out of the storage room.

The sunlight still shone on the ground. Now, Li Mo's appearance was no different from a normal person.

It seemed just like yesterday.

But Li Mo knew that it was no longer **October 9th**, but the daytime of **October 10th.**

This erasure was aided by a ritual, so it took a long time. But the results were satisfying. He had grown again. Although his six-dimensional attributes didn't directly improve, with the fourth tail, Li Mo felt his body would continue to grow over time.

A second growth spurt?

Pondering his state, Li Mo saw the door open. **Frenda** walked in, carrying bags in both hands.

"Big brother, are you out?"

"Things are mostly resolved. Did you go out?"

"Yes, yes. Sorry for leaving without your permission."

"I've already said, you've regained your freedom. I don't need you to do anything anymore."

Frenda had no more value to him. After all, she was just a **Level 0** with no abilities. Even though she was skilled at throwing bombs, it was nothing special.

Against non-humans, bombs were just that. With the **"Spell of Thorom,"** Li Mo could even become immune.

"Is that so? Big brother, I bought some food. Do you want to eat?"

"Bento? If it's mackerel, I'll refuse. I don't like fish."

Li Mo didn't like fish. To be precise, he didn't like white meat. He preferred red meat.

"It's fried pork cutlet bento."

"That's fine. Thank you." Li Mo nodded.

He felt no guilt about Frenda buying food for him. He had saved her life, so what was wrong with eating her food?

During this, Li Mo glanced at Frenda and noticed a hint of worry—or perhaps perception—on her face.

Her aura was low.

Li Mo spoke up: "If there's anything troubling you, you can tell me. I used to be a priest, after all."